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600 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Who wouldst thou strike? | false | [] |
601 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Villain, forbear. | false | [] |
602 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Sirrah, I say forbear.— Friend Valentine, a word. | false | [] |
603 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Then in dumb silence will I bury mine, | false | [] |
604 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | For they are harsh, untunable, and bad. | false | [] |
605 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | No, Valentine. | false | [] |
606 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | No, Valentine. | false | [] |
607 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | That thou art banishèd— O, that’s the news— | false | [] |
608 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | From hence, from Sylvia, and from me thy friend. | false | [] |
609 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Ay, ay, and she hath offered to the doom— | false | [] |
610 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Which unreversed stands in effectual force— | false | [] |
611 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | A sea of melting pearl, which some call tears; | false | [] |
612 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Those at her father’s churlish feet she tendered, | false | [] |
613 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | With them, upon her knees, her humble self, | false | [] |
614 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Wringing her hands, whose whiteness so became them | false | [] |
615 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | As if but now they waxèd pale for woe. | false | [] |
616 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | But neither bended knees, pure hands held up, | false | [] |
617 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Sad sighs, deep groans, nor silver-shedding tears | false | [] |
618 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Could penetrate her uncompassionate sire; | false | [] |
619 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | But Valentine, if he be ta’en, must die. | false | [] |
620 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Besides, her intercession chafed him so, | false | [] |
621 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | When she for thy repeal was suppliant, | false | [] |
622 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | That to close prison he commanded her | false | [] |
623 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | With many bitter threats of biding there. | false | [] |
624 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Cease to lament for that thou canst not help, | false | [] |
625 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | And study help for that which thou lament’st. | false | [] |
626 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Time is the nurse and breeder of all good. | false | [] |
627 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Here, if thou stay, thou canst not see thy love; | false | [] |
628 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Besides, thy staying will abridge thy life. | false | [] |
629 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Hope is a lover’s staff; walk hence with that | false | [] |
630 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | And manage it against despairing thoughts. | false | [] |
631 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Thy letters may be here, though thou art hence, | false | [] |
632 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Which, being writ to me, shall be delivered | false | [] |
633 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Even in the milk-white bosom of thy love. | false | [] |
634 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | The time now serves not to expostulate. | false | [] |
635 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Come, I’ll convey thee through the city gate | false | [] |
636 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | And, ere I part with thee, confer at large | false | [] |
637 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Of all that may concern thy love affairs. | false | [] |
638 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | As thou lov’st Sylvia, though not for thyself, | false | [] |
639 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Regard thy danger, and along with me. | false | [] |
640 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Go, sirrah, find him out.— Come, Valentine. | false | [] |
641 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Gone, my good lord. | false | [] |
642 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | A little time, my lord, will kill that grief. | false | [] |
643 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Longer than I prove loyal to your Grace | false | [] |
644 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Let me not live to look upon your Grace. | false | [] |
645 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | I do, my lord. | false | [] |
646 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | She did, my lord, when Valentine was here. | false | [] |
647 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | The best way is to slander Valentine | false | [] |
648 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | With falsehood, cowardice, and poor descent, | false | [] |
649 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Three things that women highly hold in hate. | false | [] |
650 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Ay, if his enemy deliver it. | false | [] |
651 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Therefore it must with circumstance be spoken | false | [] |
652 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | By one whom she esteemeth as his friend. | false | [] |
653 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | And that, my lord, I shall be loath to do. | false | [] |
654 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | ’Tis an ill office for a gentleman, | false | [] |
655 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Especially against his very friend. | false | [] |
656 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | You have prevailed, my lord. If I can do it | false | [] |
657 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | By aught that I can speak in his dispraise, | false | [] |
658 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | She shall not long continue love to him. | false | [] |
659 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | But say this weed her love from Valentine, | false | [] |
660 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | It follows not that she will love Sir Thurio. | false | [] |
661 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | As much as I can do I will effect.— | false | [] |
662 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | But you, Sir Thurio, are not sharp enough. | false | [] |
663 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | You must lay lime to tangle her desires | false | [] |
664 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | By wailful sonnets, whose composèd rhymes | false | [] |
665 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Should be full-fraught with serviceable vows. | false | [] |
666 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Say that upon the altar of her beauty | false | [] |
667 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart. | false | [] |
668 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears | false | [] |
669 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Moist it again, and frame some feeling line | false | [] |
670 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | That may discover such integrity. | false | [] |
671 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | For Orpheus’ lute was strung with poets’ sinews, | false | [] |
672 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Whose golden touch could soften steel and stones, | false | [] |
673 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Make tigers tame, and huge leviathans | false | [] |
674 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands. | false | [] |
675 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | After your dire-lamenting elegies, | false | [] |
676 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Visit by night your lady’s chamber window | false | [] |
677 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | With some sweet consort; to their instruments | false | [] |
678 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Tune a deploring dump; the night’s dead silence | false | [] |
679 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Will well become such sweet complaining grievance. | false | [] |
680 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | This, or else nothing, will inherit her. | false | [] |
681 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | We’ll wait upon your Grace till after supper | false | [] |
682 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | And afterward determine our proceedings. | false | [] |
683 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Already have I been false to Valentine, | false | [] |
684 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | And now I must be as unjust to Thurio. | false | [] |
685 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Under the color of commending him, | false | [] |
686 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | I have access my own love to prefer. | false | [] |
687 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | But Sylvia is too fair, too true, too holy | false | [] |
688 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | To be corrupted with my worthless gifts. | false | [] |
689 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | When I protest true loyalty to her, | false | [] |
690 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | She twits me with my falsehood to my friend; | false | [] |
691 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | When to her beauty I commend my vows, | false | [] |
692 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | She bids me think how I have been forsworn | false | [] |
693 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | In breaking faith with Julia, whom I loved; | false | [] |
694 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | And notwithstanding all her sudden quips, | false | [] |
695 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | The least whereof would quell a lover’s hope, | false | [] |
696 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my love, | false | [] |
697 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | The more it grows and fawneth on her still. | false | [] |
698 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | But here comes Thurio. Now must we to her window | false | [] |
699 | Proteus | Proteus_TGV | MALE | And give some evening music to her ear. | false | [] |
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